I went home.
Spence, stop worrying about the paper.
You gotta let it go.
Are you sure you're okay sleeping on the couch again?
It's a lot more comfortable than those hostel beds in Europe.
Can you believe that it's been three years
since we were in Madrid?
I don't think I'm ever gonna forgive you
for dragging me to that awful bullfight.
Come on, it was not that awful.
It-it was awful when you started screaming
savages at the drunk crowd.
It was terrible from the beginning.
That's why I was screaming.
- It was awful. - Okay.
- You made me cry. - I didn't make you do anything.
You didn't stop me from crying in the street.
You were, you were pretty livid.
It was not okay.